CHAPTER SIX
They tried again two days later with similar results. When Bruno took the girl back to her shackles in the basement, Dax joined them. Her determination was admirable. She had to be terrified but wouldn’t show it, not in real terms.
It came down to one simple task: remove your shirt.
She wouldn’t do it. Maybe it was pure stubbornness, or maybe she was uncomfortable with her body. More likely? her apprehension was the next command. If she complied once, there would be precedent. Where would she draw the line? He got it. And probably would be as defiant in her position.
“Give me a minute,” Dax said to Bruno as he locked the cage with the woman inside.
Bruno nodded and left him alone.
She didn’t say anything, just regained her composure and crawled over to seat herself on the
